That is the title of my next novel, Book Three of the Aquarius Trilogy. Wish me luck, because even as I sit here, I have no idea what is going to happen to the characters that populate Book One and Two of the Trilogy. As I am about to embark on the journey of Book Three, I wanted to share with you some thoughts that motivate me to write it. The most I can say that I know, or think I know, where I am going. I know the destination. The place we all want to be—one day.
On my journey, I had a most horrid realization.
It came to me that in our reality, there is no good or evil. That nothing we achieve can be considered as perfect. “Why doest thou call me good?” Remember this question? Luke, the evangelist, had reached the same conclusion. Or had it been Yeshûa? Nothing in this reality can achieve completeness—wholeness, which is the ultimate definition of ‘good’. The most we can hope for is to achieve a reasonably state of equilibrium. Of balance.
Hence my new book.
Yet there is more.
What stands in the way of peaceful serenity of equilibrium is power. Power that we can ALL use for “good or evil”. That’s what makes us gods. We can oppose all dictates of the universe, all the Universal Laws, murder millions of people and have monuments build to our glory.
Look at history.
And, surely, it is not just us, humans, who define our ‘divinity’ with power. Imagine the explosion of a Super Nova. Or even ‘ordinary’ Nova. Sheer, unadulterated, unrestrained, incomprehensible power. Divine power? Surely well above any power we can dream of. And now imagine a Black Hole exploding. Power such as no human mind can think of or imagine. Multiverse is peppered with black holes, all Big Bangs in the making? Can gods be that powerful?
Who causes Novas. Gods or Devils.
Or is divinity what the opposites have in common?
Here, on Earth, everything carries the stigma of duality. Up and down. Left and right. Hot and cold. Good and evil. And what of true reality? Surely, in the upper realms, in the infinite strata of ultimate heavens, there is no good or evil. There is only Oneness maintained by the inevitable attribute of singularity. Oneness is the irrepressible force manifesting in all realities as love. As the force binding us all, forever, into a singularity of Being.
And now I have to sit down and write the novel in which all this will be made clear. Can I? Will the secrets be revealed to me in the process of writing?
We shall see. At the moment I’m just a little nervous. And yet, each morning, I wake up with new inklings of what my fingers must write.
Perhaps Omar Khayyam had it right. “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, moves on…” I’ll just have to wait and see.
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